Daniel Brick Poems

The October afternoon was cold
and rain-soaked, sixteen years
ago, when the news was delivered.
Roberto, our postman then, got on
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In another moment
we will ascend
into Heaven...
Just another moment...
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The Human Watcher

I live near a confluence of angels.
It is like a high-walled city at an ancient
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I was lingering on my balcony
in the twilight of this late June
Monday. My building blocked
the sight of sunset, except for
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The killer armed with the deadliest of guns
finds his victim cowering against a bend
in the wall which provides no shelter. They
appear to be the same age, at some past moment
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The line of debris begins with a broken
ladder. Its twenty-two rungs lie scattered
on the ground it was meant to surmount.
But there never was the possibility of escape,
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I paused twenty minutes into my walk
around Lake Como on a late autumn day.
I opened the kleenix package, and
a bright silver key dropped on the walkway.
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for Linda Clayton

I
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This will be no fairy tale,
although many will take refuge
in make-believe and invent
a wall between this true story
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I should have met you
on the threshold. I should have
left paradise behind me and
had faith in meeting you here.
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